we say: "you didn't try"
Dec. 24th, 2005 12:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
timerippleThis place actually looks soggy. There is exactly one thing on the bright side: there is now a Trader Joe's a mere 35 minutes away.
A transition has somehow taken place, in which this house and this miserable excuse for a town have become "the place in which I grew up" rather than "home". The whole place screams "Teenage angst!" at me. I want out. L.A., here I come. Or so it is to be hoped.
Or maybe that's just the jet-lag talking.
A transition has somehow taken place, in which this house and this miserable excuse for a town have become "the place in which I grew up" rather than "home". The whole place screams "Teenage angst!" at me. I want out. L.A., here I come. Or so it is to be hoped.
Or maybe that's just the jet-lag talking.
